Imagine waking up one day realizing that everything in your life has changed. Imagine a real sense of no longer being rooted in your past. Imagine that the things that defined your life yesterday were replaced by something better, truer, and happier. Imagine the inner thoughts that were happening in you yesterday just plain halted sometime in the middle of the night, and you just knew that they were no longer relevant to how you live your life.
It's not that you have awaken and forgotten the past, it's just that it only carries the magnitude of a fly that you can just swoosh away.
It's not that you don't regret "what happened to you" or "what you have done", it's just that neither of those things define you, or control your emotions, or haunt you, or hover over you like a dark cloud, or follow you around just waiting for you to feel a tad bit of joy in order to slap you back to the "sad reality of what you deserve".
It's not that everything yesterday wasn't real, it's just that it somehow feels redeemed. And with that, you feel free, saved, rescued, released...you feel healed.
This is what it feels like when Jesus binds up the broken heart.
The psalmist wisely stated that in the guilt of his hurt and in the accompanying silence and covering it up, his "bones wasted away" (Ps 32:3). Guilt, resentment, sin, and silence have a very real and bona fide impact on a person's quality of life - emotionally, physiologically, and mentally. They are as real and "death-producing" as the freedom that Christ brings is "life-producing".
These are actual experiences. They are factual realities that are tangibly felt. They are concrete realities that we can live in and experience. Which one we have comes from whether we have allowed the blood of Christ to cleanse our guilty consciences... or not.
Have you?